Suicideyear - Hurt lyrics

[Intro] Suicideyear, Sad Boys [Hook] Shawty Ima do things that you ain't never did Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt [Verse 1] Sad Boys, we on deck "Am I awake?", I got to check Went to sleep, then I came back I'm the same guy smoking loud pack Iced out, right back, PCP attack Greedy pills hoes, on my ball sack They don't know how to act High tech watch, high tech locked Broken skies, fantastic fox Got keys, but I'll never find the lock Emotion boys we in the UFO Skies pink when I'm on ecstasy In Tokyo, playing Mario Sad Boys blast your stereos s**ing on my nuts like pistachios Mixing champagne with Carpaccio Slangin dough, Ho I'm in that polo Stacks of money, more for you Milkshakes with the crushed up oreos I'm in Italy, Rodeo Forgive me after my d**h, Caravaggio Louis duffel bag filled with h**n Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs, let them in Louis duffel bag filled with h**n Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs, let them in [Hook] Shawty Ima do things that you ain't never did Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt [Verse 2] b**h I light up the sky, call me Charmeleon My life's on the line I ain't Charmander, but I'm nearly on, clearly on d** That will make you hear clearly wrong Longer than my yearly bong hit Shawty thinks she's guest star Lean Lean Doer dresses slicker I'm so iced out that it's Winter Destroy my stupid liver I be on that bape sh**, you rocking Quicksilver Never hesitate, sh**, to pull the trigger Luxurious, ate before my dinner, throw Bombay down the river Yea, you get that picture Gold and silver around my finger Shorty on that West Side, she a gold digger, wake up And I'm a winner, showering in five star Ho take that look in the mirror, I'm on my grind Like all the time, b**h I'm Murakami Shawty s**ing on my pastrami, Get that salami [Hook] Shawty Ima do things that you ain't never did Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt Shawty Ima do things that you ain't never did Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt [Outro] Louis duffel bag filled with h**n Louis Louis Louis duffel bag filled with h**n Louis Louis Louis duffel bag filled with h**n I'ma make you hurt I'ma I'ma make you hurt Sad Boys